Yesterday I had an emotional breakdown, bathing in pure cold water didn't calm it so I went to sleep without dinning because I didn't want. Today I woke up emotionally drained and now the P.E. class drained me even more and I'm not feeling very well.

Oh, and my father called on me that I didn't get up early and how I stayed on bed longer, saying that stresses everyone else a lot when they try to wake me up. Also that I should wake up with want. (Quite hard to translate "También que debería despertarme con ganas.")

Joy: Decided to get a new hobby - book writing. Whose to say it'll be successful, but i'll try since it is possibly profitable if done right. I'm going to start off easy though and write what i do best on a Housepets fic and then do the real thing to get started :3

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Fri Oct 27, 2017 2:40 pm

Sleet

Bringing Foxy Back

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Re: Joys And Sorrows

You picked a good time, since it's almost November. :3

Joy: Got the week behind me! Get a mostly uneventful Saturday to play Super Mario Odyssey!

Holy Moses, what just happened shocks me, and makes me angry at the same time. My friends home was just robbed, and a lot of the hings he had where stolen. My friend plans on skipping school for a while, and I am really concerned. I am really frustrated now, why him of all people. This is the guy who I made the cake for, and I feel really really freaking annoyed.

However, not all is lost: The crooks apparently have no taste in games, they took all of his games EXCEPT for Skyrim.

My cat died last week. Andre was fifteen and had been winding down relentlessly so it was expected, and we got to sit under the autumn maple one last time. Over the years, we've had many animals in the house but all of them really belonged to one of the kids. Andre, however, as cats will, decided I was his. So the kids have grown and gone, their dogs gone their ways as well, but the tabby remained mine. Always gracious, he waited until I retired so he could guide me through the last finals and term papers. The missus, the dog, the indigo snake who patrols under the house had to travel be times, but Andre was always here - for school work, for reading in bed, for the Simpson's and coffee. Always here. But now he's not. And I miss him very, very much.Regards.

i'm sorry for your lost Weston. But though Andre is no longer sitting next to you, he's still near, keep him in your heart, allow him to live on and follow your until your last day as a part of your memory, remember the time you two share, and try to be happy, because through those memories, he still wants his human to live, and to smile.

Sorry for your difficulties, NaF. In tough times, my old First Sergeant used to day, "You just tell yourself over and over .... "This stuff ENDS"!". Of course the word he used began with t he letter "S" but it wasn't "stuff"." ......

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